The full moon’s only six days away and already my energy has returned full force. Maybe I really am connected to the power of the moon. Or maybe it’s because my roomate’s into energy stones and has the ability to turn off lights as she passes by them, and that she had an unintentional astral projection while sitting at the computer talking to her BF and ended up sitting on his couch…whatever it is, today I had an intense shift. My therian energy started out as just feeling restless. I pace around the room, ranting and raving how I have to get my stupid homework done but can’ can’t concentrate. Then I hate being part of the human race and in the next instant go running into my room where I shut the door, and shift. The actual change didn’t last long, well under ten minutes I’m sure. I never time these things. While in shift, time doesn’t matter. There is no time to the wolf. Anywya, ever since then I’ve been so dazed. Then I really wanted meat, so my roomate cooked up some venesin steak and baked potatoes. IT was great! Unfortunately her stupid friend came over to just take up spcaespace and eat half our food and my wolf didn’t like him one bit. I ended up cutting my potatoes with my steak knife, which I wasn’t aware of doing till half way through tehthe meal. My mind just wasn’t on human affairs. I was angry he was there. I finally just hid away in my room, not wanting to be with any humans. I’m finally feeling much more human, obviously, since I”m writing this entry. My therian energy was very strong last full moon in January when I first arrived here at the dorms. I realize havign my wolf around is a good thing, because it’s a sign my spiritual energy can flow better because mentally I’m doing better. I’m away from my stressful environment back home and feel more free. My wolf, on one hand, though, hates the city here, with the cars and concrete. Back home there was open field and woods, trees and grass. NOT here. But, she must realize a sacrifice for her and my overall well-being had to be made by coming here to this town. So, what will the actual full moon bring? A wolf in the city, I think. WE’ll just have to see…a lot of meat-craving, growls and canine play on all fours is what it’ll most likely bring about.
February 15, 2008
Bush and the Queen
When President Bush and First Lady Laura Bush hosted the Queen of
England at a big state dinner. One embarrassing moment when the queen told
President
Bush she’d be on the throne for over 50 years.
George W. Bush said, “Try Metamucil. If that doesn’t work, try
Immodium AD!”
February 14, 2008
Adapting is my MIddle Name
Adapting to a new place for some can take months…for me, it took a mere thre weeks. I finalllyfinally took the step and moved out of my house to the dorm for the spring semester in the next totwntown. I dreaded the whole moving out process for weeks,. all Christmas and January…my second weekend i got homesick. But I refused to go home, for a lot of personal reasons and also because I was afraid if I went back it’d make me miss my parents and sister even more. So, a week past and I decided to visit home… Let me tell you, I woke up four days in a row not knowing where I was! My room was alien territory and the house wasn’t my home anymore. I was just a guest, like someone who’d moved out a long time ago and was visiting the new owners of the place. But waking up and lying there in silence, no cars, being out in the country that is, was strange. WAS I at the dorm or as as I really here at my house? I didn’t lieklike it, and then I missed the people I was starting to get to know at the dorm very much. I hated being home the second day. IT was Friday, and I wasn’t going back till Monday morning. I let the homework fill in my bordom, but it didn’t last. REturning MOnday morning was like going to a real home, and I think of how quickly I’ve adjusted and am astonished by it. HOw could I have worried about taking care of myself and binebeing in an unfamiliar place and suddenly I’m so comfortable with it it’s considered my real home now? Insane. My friend who’d moved out in an apartment of his own during college said it’d take at least a month or more to adjust fully and of course I believed that’s what would happen to me. But not so. It’s so odd. but I guess it’s a good thing. Independence was what I really needed, apparently all this time and now it’s actually going to good use.
